I feel played, toyed with, used.
For my laughter, body, company, and joy.
So many things could have hurt me, but you?
I never thought you would do this to me.
Of all people in the world.
You, who I thought I could tell anything.
But no.
You take my strength,
my heart, and yet still my focus.
It was perfect.
All-night calls, and compliments.
Some people fall for the wrong people.
I guess, that person was you.
-AMJ
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Author:
Ariella <3 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 17th, 2023 04:57
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about being played, and messed with. It was a personal experience that I will take with me and learn from forever.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
That's life - a learning experience. Do it.
Enjoy your stay at MPS.
Thank you
(identifying that toxic presence
is so hard, when
it's the very person we entrust, with our heart
that betrays us
still, if we survive and are lucky
enough
those scars we're afforded
may become
our most vital, lessons in life...)
stays strong! thanks for sharing
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